Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

When Cen Feiyu came back, Feng He was drinking pork rib soup. The soup was good and was carefully cooked.

After all, they are all young masters and young ladies of noble status, so the ingredients they use must not be too bad.

Through recuperation in the Marquis' Mansion in the past few years, and because Feng He loves to eat and is willing to eat, the original owner's delicate stomach has been improved a lot.

Cen Feiyu came back with a wild boar leg, a pheasant and a hare.

Cen Feiyu reaped the most benefits, and everyone was observing him openly and secretly.

Cen Feiyu didn't look away, the only thing in his eyes was Feng He, who lowered her head and blew air and sipped the soup.

Feng He raised her eyes and saw Cen Feiyu.

He waved excitedly, Cen Feiyu finally came back. He could hardly wait any longer.

A smile flashed in Cen Feiyu's eyes and he quickened his pace.

"Xiao Zhuzi, why do you only have one pig leg?"

Feng He wondered, shouldn't one hunt the whole animal?

"I just handed in my game: a mountain deer, half a wild boar, two pheasants, and a hare. I'll keep this for lunch."

Cen Feiyu put down the food and explained.

"Oh." I actually gained so much.

Cen Feiyu looked at the empty space next to Feng He and added silently: "I mean, it took the combined efforts of the two of us to take it down."

Feng He's eyes lit up and her mouth almost curled up.

Cen Feiyu couldn't suppress her smile and raised her thin lips slightly.

"Where did this soup come from? It looks well-cooked. You should be able to drink it."

Feng He answered honestly: "It was given to me by my peers, and also by that side."

Feng He pointed to a pile of food and drinks on the side.

The smile on Cen Feiyu's face was a little stiff, and soon he stopped smiling, with a cold look on his face. But Feng He didn't notice it.

Cen Feiyu lowered his eyes and restrained his expression.

He noticed that Feng He was sitting directly on the grass, his eyes fixed on her, and then he whistled.

Not long after, a horse came running over.

It’s Cen Feiyu’s horse.

Cen Feiyu untied the bag on the horse and found a soft blanket inside.

He first put a blanket under Feng He, then lifted Feng He's legs and held him to sit on the blanket.

Feng He and Cen Feiyu were no longer surprised by such intimate actions. Feng He was stubborn and too lazy.

The blanket is so big that Fenghe can lie down and roll around on it.

After settling Feng He down, Cen Feiyu took another bag from the horse's back, which contained condiments and two kettles.

After packing up all the things needed for grilling, Cen Feiyu went to the water source to clean the ingredients. When he left, he pulled Feng He and his horse over to drink water.

Cen Feiyu came back after dealing with the problem, and as expected, Feng He was already lying on the blanket.

He covered his eyes with his hands because the sky was too bright.

Cen Feiyu shook his head and laughed. He put the food on the clean cloth bag and went to the nearby woods to find dry wood that could burn.

Not long after, Cen Feiyu came back, dragging a dead tree with a bundle of hay tied to it, and in his other hand he held a few thin but tough bamboos.

First, sharpen the bamboo head with a dagger.

Then he skewered the processed pheasant and hare onto two bamboo skewers respectively.

The remaining wild boar legs were also broken up with a dagger so that the bamboo could withstand it.

Cen Feiyu found an open space, lit a fire and started roasting.

Feng He got up at this time and watched Cen Feiyu's operation curiously.

In the past, I often saw in costume dramas that the protagonists would light a fire and roast wild animals. The roasted animals would sizzle and look very fragrant.

Cen Feiyu was grilling their lunch seriously, while Feng He was staring at the rising smoke in a daze.

I don’t know how long I waited, but Cen Feiyu put seasonings on the roasted golden and crispy pheasant and rabbit, and finally sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions that he had picked from somewhere.

Feng He smelled the fragrance and drooled unconsciously...

Cen Feiyu looked at Feng He with amusement. Feng He was used to eating delicacies from mountains and seas, and also wanted to try game.

His stomach condition has improved a lot in the past few years and he can eat more.

Cen Feiyu took two pieces of coarse cloth and wrapped a rabbit leg and a chicken leg for Feng He.

Feng He looked at the seasoning that had been absorbed by the meat and the steaming barbecue, and her face was filled with joy.

Wow! Chicken hips, rabbit hips.

It smells so good.

He pursed his lips and blew air on the two fragrant legs so that they could reach the temperature of his lower mouth.

Feng He took a bite of rabbit meat, his eyes widened, and it seemed as if pink love special effects were flying around him.

The meat is tender, firm, sweet and delicious, juicy and fragrant in every bite, and the seasoning is also excellent.

The same goes for chicken.

They are all so delicious that make you want to lick your fingers!

Fenghe ate a lot of meat and fat and felt a little thirsty.

His dark eyes looked around, as if he was looking for something.

He clearly remembered that some Mr. Qian had just given him a pot of juice.

He also told him to try it. It was delicious.

Feng He started to rummage through the pile of things that others had given her with her clean hands.

Cen Feiyu frowned and watched Feng He's actions.

Just as he was about to speak, Feng He's eyes lit up, as if she had found something.

It turned out to be an exquisite little kettle.

Feng He opened the spout of the kettle and poured the water into her mouth.

Well, this juice is really delicious, sour and sweet, and refreshing.

Cen Feiyu's face changed and he immediately slapped the pot out of Feng He's hand.

With a "bang", the kettle fell to the ground and the juice inside spilled out.

Feng He, who had already taken a big sip of juice, said: "..."

Before Feng He could put away the aggrieved and puzzled expression on her face, she began to scold Cen Feiyu: "Little Zhuzi! What are you doing? You are so bold!"

Cen Feiyu's face was dark. He ignored Feng He's scolding and said with strong resentment: "Where did this water come from? You just drink it casually? What if you get an upset stomach?"

"Didn't I tell you? This was given to me by my peers."

Feng He repeated angrily.

Cen Feiyu looked at the not-so-clean liquid spilled on the ground. He tried to explain to Feng He in a gentle tone: "You know your stomach is fine. You even need to drink the cleanest water, and you can only drink bird's nest and porridge. How can you drink something this unknown?"

Feng He felt that he was capable, so he didn't bother to pay attention to Cen Feiyu. He just turned his back and started eating the barbecue by himself.

Like a baby sulking alone.

Cen Feiyu shook his head helplessly and started to eat his lunch. It was enough for Fenghe to eat so much.

He knows his appetite best.

By the time Cen Feiyu finished eating and cleaned up the mess, Feng He had already digested the food for a while.

"Miss, are you going hunting this afternoon?"

In fact, Cen Feiyu had already exceeded their daily tasks, so Feng He could still get through it smoothly even if he didn't go in the afternoon.

But Feng He was thinking about the two rabbits he hadn't caught in the morning, and he felt that he couldn't be such a loser anymore, so he said, "Go, you come with me, I don't believe that I can't even catch a stupid rabbit today!"

The answer he got was Cen Feiyu's "OK" mixed with a laugh.

Feng He had long forgotten that she was angry with him because of the juice.

…What a…baby.